No, I have no idea what that means.
I have news! News that strikes me as being important! News that you won't care about but should pretend that you do!
I, my friends, have lost 10 pounds. Yes! Ten whole pounds of fat and shame. I'm on a diet, and it is working slowly but surely. Some days have a little loss, others I get a whopper of a drop. I'm encouraged and ready to find the MILF in me. (Not that I want to MILF myself. Yes, I just turned MILF into a verb.)
So, I'll be starting another blog soon to document my journey from Fatty McFatfatterstein to Slim McTinyerton.
Read with me. Feel my pain. Share my joys. Point and laugh at the agony of defeat as I fall off of my skis and a sports network shows the footage over and over again.
Heheh.
I'm ready for the old me to become the new me which will look like the old, old me, except I won't look old. I'll look hot.
And MILFy.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Shimmy shimmy shrinking doodley-ooo
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9 beautiful people muttered something back:
Good on ya, my friend! I suppose I will have to look into this astronaut business you keep referring to and play this shrinking game with you!
Excellent work on the astronaut food program. You're doing a great job (particularly on staying away from the sweet, sweet booze), and the results are definitely showing.
I can't believe you failed to add, "I'd MILF me. I'd MILF me so hard."
And I can't wait to see how many hits you get on this blog. Your next update of searches that brought the freaks your way will be an interesting one, indeed. "Fatty MILF"? Probably. "MILF News"? Most certainly. "Whopper drop MILF"? Specific, but somebody is probably on the prowl for it right now.
Congratulations on that accomplishment! If only I could get off my duff and lose some more. Damn that ice cream staring at me from the freezer!
I was wondering where those extra ten pounds I gained came from, and now I know! You shipped them to me and had them attached to my backside when I was sleeping. It all makes sense now.
LMAO @ PHILF, btw. I'm on a diet 90% of the time these days. The other 10% is broken into 5 minute intervals when I lose all willpower and shove my facehole with every calorie in sight. Apparently, fat doesn't recognize averages - it performs simple addition. You eat too much; you get fatter. You don't eat enough; it holds onto what you fed it the day before and waits greedily for you to succumb to temptation yet again. Oh, the agony!
I s'pose my name is Chunky McChubbnstuff. I dunno. Ugh.
But congrats, to you! (^#&#)*#)
Good for you...that is a huge deal, congrats!
Whooooo! (Taylor Hicks kick, for old school flavor)
Rock on, woman! :-)
Go you!!
Well done on losing 10lbs.
Is it me or does MILF sound like a good name for a beer? I could see me asking for a cool, refreshing MILF.
Sweetie you ARE a MILF (k, maybe not me personally, but you get it). You've seen me IRL and yeah, I'd kill to have your body. If you have something that's working, keep it up!
Just today I challenged another blogger to a mini biggest loser challenge. Winner each moth guest posts on the other's blog.
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